AnElephantCant deny he loves sunshine
He lies out all day if allowed
So he is confessing
He finds it depressing
To see a sky filled with such dark heavy cloud

Once again it is Friday Fictioneer time.
Presented weekly by sunny smiling Rochelle, this is a glorious gathering of shining stories from radiant raconteurs.
And AnOvercastElephant.
The idea is to write a very short story, circa 100 words, based on this picture prompt (below).
That’s it.

Copyright – Kelly Sands

The Ladder

He sees the ladder hidden in the high weeds in the lane outside his house.
He guesses he is about to have a nocturnal visitor.
He smiles.
He is here to protect his family.
He saws through the third rung from the top.
Estimates it to be 15 feet above the ground.
That night he hears the gate creak, sees a shape move towards the back of the house.
He slips out the front door, moves quietly through the garden.
Then hears a shrill scream.
And sees a young man standing in shock over his daughter’s body on the rockery.

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About AnElephantCant

An artist/writer/poet combination whose blogs reflect an approach to life that celebrates nature and takes a tongue-in-cheek view of most issues. So you get rhymes and doodles, photographs and comment.
Irreverent and irrelevant.
Occasionally funny, sometimes serious, mostly pointless.
https://anelephantcant.me/